I couldn't help but walk up to her, like I was the baddest man in the world and smack her perfectly round ass. She let a moan escape her mouth and I o...ce again felt the warmth of my blood escaping to my lower half. She had apparently noticed I was turned on by this and slowly and sensually turned back around and faced me kissing me and grabbing my penis through my thin boxers. I attempted to drag her down on the ground on top of me, but she was as cunning as ever and told me that I needed to. " Just- just don't give him a hard time, okay?" I ask, making Krystie nodand give me a quick, sad hug. "I should go talk to him..." Cautiously, Istand up and search for the attractive transman, who's sat by himself onone of the couches at the side of the room."Hey," I say softly, sitting down next to Stuart and fidgeting at thefeel of the cold leather on my bare buttocks."Hi Jamie," Stuart says coldly."I've set Krystie straight," I whisper. "She shouldn't have a go at youagain." You didn't need. "Well, they want us to push the champagne because they get a bigger percentage from it. But I really hate the taste and I would not be drinking with you and have to leave anyway. So I will have a screwdriver if that's okay," she said."Of course," he turned to the waitress "I will have a Jack and Coke and the lady here will have a screwdriver," he said. Angel liked the way he called her a lady–she appreciated that he thought so.They drank their drinks while they talked a bit. She learned his. She lifts her knee until it rests on my groin to let me know she feels it too. The colors in the room shift again, blending into a gold and purple groove.My hands are unafraid now and I let them caress her warm, perfect skin, feeling her back again. Up and down, up and down, each time going farther, until they circle her body and cup her large breasts in their fingers.“Hmmm.” She moaned, “That feels pretty good.”She craned her neck up until our mouths met again.I was getting hungry for her.We.